Lost my head

Lost my head

A Poem by The High Poet

 Lost my Head?



Lost in my head with now way out
Feeling held down, I just want to shout
I know that it's time to heal
Too much emotion I have to feel
My girl is strong but full of pain
She is hiding, deep in her brain
Too many questions I have to answer
Now it's come time I have to ask her
The feelings I have are truly true
Wanting to wait is something new
Looking at her, I see inside
Scared little girl, with lots to hide
Feeling this is something new
I will do anything, I have to do
 

© 2009 The High Poet


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Love will find a way - Encourage your girl to express her feelings on paper. You can teach her alot. Maybe she is shy but with a bit of effort she will learn to express herself. d.r.

Posted 15 Years Ago


I like this. Shows your strength to stand by a woman as you give her time to "feel" ready. Very admirable.

I enjoyed the emotion and honesty released here. All in all, good job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"The feelings I have are truly true" I think it would be better if you didn't repeat the word true here. Maybe replace it with, 'Promisingly true', or something of the such. Otherwise it is a nice write. Look into that suggestion, It might help you in the future. :) Happy Writing!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I Really like this sometimes i feal the same sometimes i dont even know who i am or or hate the person that i am ... it might sound weird but i get you . its a great piece i really enjoyed it .

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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The High Poet
The High Poet

Guelph, Guelph, Canada



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Once I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..

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